Second Verse

Wait. We're waaaaay beyond a second verse at this stage. Maybe verse 20ish? I'm afraid to go back and look. I think the real number would make me cry.

 

Anyway, my point is that the Sick has invaded our house again. It started with Jason saying he was congested and his throat hurt Friday afternoon. He's now got a nasty cough. Fingers crossed that the cough doesn't progress to something nastier.

 

Last night, after a normal day, Jack woke up crying and spent the entire night sleeping on my chest like this...

 

He was so congested he couldn't breathe, and the slightest move from this position sent him into another gagging/crying fit. Today he played, but he also did a lot of snuggling on mommy and daddy. (Mommy and daddy, on the other hand, were far less chipper than he was today.)

This evening, Shawn started sneezing and coughing. Hold me.

And you know what?

I am almost at the point of surrender. These mutant kinder germs are kicking our rear ends...then they keep coming back around to kick us some more. It's been brutal. Apparently the mutant kinder germs we get haven't heard that expression about not kicking someone when they're down.

The end of our cold season is March/April. Here's hoping we make it!